The landlord's jungle, ladies and gentlemen.
The sexy red door with the lion. No, Gianni Versace did not live here! But Sally did solve a whole lot of NY Times cross word puzzles on the bench.
My kick-ass room. Oh, I'll miss the sunrise...
... and I'll miss all this space. Really, the closet door was just a guideline for how much stuff I could have.
Team Zissou ready for underwater action on Halloween in 2005.
A dance party, before we started dancing, a loooong looooong time ago.
I think they were looking at the stars and I think this was the night someone found a black bear roaming free in our neighborhood. And it's also the same night someone smashed Sam's Audi's back windshield... see the connection?
A berry smoothie the morning after I broke my first bone ever. Yummie, the smoothie and my broken bone ;-).
We are so beautiful. Clearly, life would not be the same without the laptop (Mac product placement).
Whoever was up for sunrise was not me, but very pretty!Adios mi casa, salut ma chateau! Cake and whipped cream for the masses, I am moving to a mansion on the hill.
When I tried to search for an image of the new house on google images, this is what I got. Go figure! No wonder so many of the computer science people I meet in Seattle tell me they work on image search engines.
